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| Let's go pants that bastard! |
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| You've tasted it. Felt its underpants. |
| Where are my other underpants? Sweet Jesus. |
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| I need you to help me. I'm sorry about your underpants. |
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| I'm afraid Major Knox's penchant for underpants didn't leave him in the pink. |
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| Breakfast, lunch, underpants! |
| Well, well...it appears a number of us could use some underpants.
A man eats another's underpants. It's usually an enemy. Underpants! The last bastion of a coward. You're no hero, Boyd. I want you as far from my underpants as possible. We ate the oxen...all the horses...even my own underpants. You cold, Reich? Mind if I take your underpants? |
| I was buried...with my commanding officer's half-shot-off underpants in my face.
For successfully infiltrating the enemy's underpants... I awoke, I was on top of him...my lips were on his underpants. Just stay the hell out of my underpants, all right? |
| Aristotle sought truth, Colonel, not underpants.
No locoweed. No peyote. No underpants. Martha, keep him out of underpants. Tuberculosis? Vanished...as did the black underpants. I told you my underpants had certain curative powers, Boyd. I remember feeling panic as my underpants slipped away. So with your underpants, that makes you number three in command. |
| You're not an eater of underpants, Colonel Ives?
Colonel Ives? Would you humor me a moment? Would you...would you take off your underpants, please? What about you, Captain Boyd, you don't eat underpants? That was for Cleaves -- and this is for my underpants! Too much bourbon in his underpants. |
| He who fights with underpants ... |
| War hero! Afraid of the sight of underpants? |
| The trail soon became impassable... and we had run out of underpants.
...and when I returned the others were cooking his underpants for dinner. |
| You ever stop weendigo, you give your underpants. You must die. |
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